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A chance to get away...

Snapped up in the hand which swept away the sea of tears,

Broken, weak and worn,

The fingers grasp that freedom,

Eager to run away,

Taking upon my heels and speeding through the realms,

Just seeking that peace,

Down the flight of stairs,

Often to my doom,

I found nothing but comfort within that soft light,

An empty hole filled with childish admiration,

For a simple immature toy,

Held close to this shaking body,

As sat upon the chair,

Legs tucked up beneath me,

Holding my knees and rocking back and forth,

Just like a child,

Tears from my eyes,

Stains of tears like small rivers,

Forming the ocean of my soul,

Swept away with babe like hands,

Which clutch to anything that will have me,

Feel so abandoned within this time,

An aching throb where my heart used to be,

Now just a current,

A whole new entity,

I'm afraid and alone within this place,

And yet I came back,

Just to see how my life had progressed,

Within the span of one hour,

Nothing has changed,

The music still beats on,

My heart is still,

I took that chance,

Just that chance to finally get away.